Ophilia began greeting them one by one.
Celine followed along, standing beside Ophilia. Chatting with the nobles present at the ceremony. Olivia who was aware of her status stepped back slowly but not too far from Ophilia.
She stood at the side of that wall. Watching the busy surroundings. Bored, she tried looking at the threads on the wrists of each guest or noble who came. But nothing felt strange... all of them were calm red. Olivia was confused...
"Maybe it was just my gut feeling" she whispered in her heart. Her hands were neatly folded in front of her. Watching her surroundings.
She started covering part of her hair in front so nobody would notice her eyes watching or observing Duke Herold who was calmly chatting with other nobles.
But a few minutes later a hand hit her shoulder from behind. Olivia startled, her fingers clenched tight.
